Love Unspoken

With every insistence from him that she must not leave, Quinn's anxiety only seemed to intensify. She was skeptical of the message she had received, yet she yearned to verify its truth.

Alexander, however, was adamant in his refusal to allow her to do so. The implication of his actions was clear, and it sent a shiver down her spine.

Quinn wrapped her arms around her head, struggling to suppress her thoughts, trying to convince herself that the message was nothing but a lie.

In the corner of the room, Soren watched the unfolding drama, his heart pounding in his chest. He dared not intervene, fearing he would be dragged into the brewing storm. Alexander, with a face like thunder, descended the stairs and sank into the plush cushions of the sofa, lighting one cigarette after another.

Soren, who had taken refuge in the kitchen, was startled by a loud crash from outside. He cautiously peeked out, his eyes widening at the sight of the chaos that had erupted. An ashtray lay overturned on the floor, its contents scattered about. Fruits and a fruit platter were strewn everywhere. He swallowed hard, unable to fathom why Alexander was in such a rage. Quietly, he closed the kitchen door, hoping to remain unnoticed.

After what felt like an eternity, the kitchen door creaked open, causing Soren's heart to leap into his throat. Alexander stood in the doorway, his face a mask of grim determination. His gaze bore into Soren as he issued a chilling command, "Keep an eye on her. If she takes one step out of this villa, I'll chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs."

The threat was far from empty; Soren could see the murderous intent in his eyes. He nodded in understanding, his neck retracting instinctively. Satisfied with his response, Alexander turned on his heel and exited the villa.

Once inside his car, he dialed Sean's number.

over to guard

oblivious to the events that

but Alexander had already ordered the installation of a railing to prevent such an attempt. After several futile efforts, she slumped onto the bed, defeated. She glanced at the bag

have some," he

Soren, taken aback, watched as she sprinted out of the room. The tray slipped from his grasp, clattering to the floor and scattering dishes everywhere. He gave

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you going?" he asked, his voice

his

in her eyes as she

begging you to go back to the room and eat. Don't

between her desire to leave and her reluctance to endanger Soren. Alexander's actions had only served to deepen her doubts about the message's authenticity. She pulled out

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face. Seeing the desperation in Soren's eyes, she finally relented and retreated